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[ Finn trusts him about McCoy being away. Or his brain's not working enough for him to give a second thought, one of those. He is way more concerned with the shorts. Finn loves the shorts.

His shirt and shoes come off pretty quickly, too, eager to get his hands on him as if he'd never been able to before in his life. Shirt gone, Finn presses them together again, taking another deep kiss while his hands find the back of Jim's thighs, one of them reaching up to get beneath those fantastic shorts. ]

[ Jim uses the few seconds he has to lift one foot at a time, removing his socks. Nothing as unsexy as ending up naked but with the socks still on. With that out of the way, he digs his fingers into Finn's waist, humming into the deep kiss, lips parting all too quickly to deepen the contact again.

Enough distraction that the hands sneaking under the fabric of his shorts gets a surprised little yelp from him, and he breaks away from the kiss with a warm, airy laugh, cheeks flushed. ]

You like those, do you?

[ He bites on Finn's lips, his own hands moving to the front of Finn's trousers, working them open and pushing them down. ]

[ Pretty forward, Jim, already trying to get him out of his pants. Luckily, Finn's extremely into it, as he often is when it comes to James. He groans into the kiss, hips rolling against his hands while he squeezes his ass a little. ]

They look so good on you.

[ Very true. As does that flush to his cheeks. That looks incredibly good on him, too. But Finn just laughs when his lips are bitten, his cock very much hard whenever Jim finds it.

Which reminds him. Finn's hand not preoccupied with the back of those shorts moves around to the front of them, cupping James through them before he has to let go of everything to start pulling them down and off. ]

[ As Finn well knows by now, Jim absolutely loves having hands on his ass, so each eager grope gets a soft, pleased mewl from him, the front of his shorts feeling increasingly tighter while he slips his own hand into Finn's trousers and strokes him through his underwear. ]

Ah, fuck—

[ He shudders when another hand sneaks down to his groin instead, a moan slipping past his lips as he clings to Finn's shoulders with his only free arm, whole body trembling and arching, overly eager and bordering on desperate. He can't help laugh breathlessly when Finn shoves those shorts down and out of the way. ]

Was gonna say you could always, hah... keep them on. If you like 'em so much.

[ Clothed sex can be pretty damn fun. But okay, maybe the shorts aren't the best option. Jim will definitely have to think of something else. For now, both his hands go to Finn's trousers, pushing the waistband down and past his thighs, and once Finn's out of them he leads him towards the bed. ]

[ Finn's already loving how desperate James is becoming more than he loves the shorts. Not that he can't enjoy both. Just didn't really think that much about it when he began hunting for more skin. ]

Careful or I'll make you put them back on. [ There's a thought, said in a laugh against Jim's neck. ] Maybe next time.

[ Considering Finn's already seriously thinking about it, maybe definitely next time. Those thoughts are moving along fast, though, and they're already gone by the time he's being urged to step out of his clothes.

Once they're at the bed, Finn's having a hard time breaking his lips away from a spot on Jim's neck. His hand has already begun to stroke him, other hand back on his ass, hips pressing into Jim's palm-- He tries to push against James, make him sit on the edge of the bed so that Finn can climb on top of him. ]

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[ It's not even that they don't have sex often, but it's just that Finn has this way of revving him up really fast. His earlier workout apparently has only served to leave him more buzzed and excited, which now works well to both their benefit. ]

Mm, I'll hold you to that...

[ His grin is sly and his voice heated. Oh, he's so going to have to think of something to wear for Finn now. But also the shorts again some other time, yep.

For now he will gladly sit down on the bed, gradually lying down while Finn climbs on after him. He bends his legs and parts his knees to invite Finn to settle between them, one hand curling around Finn's nape to tug him lower for a kiss. ]

[ Finn is so looking forward to discovering the joys of clothed sex. But more on that later.

He's currently preoccupied with climbing on top of James, settling between his legs where he's been invited, and deepening this already heated kiss. The hand he has wrapped around Jim's cock continues pumping him while the other braces him against the bed, though it's hard to do all of this and grind against James at the same time, even if he's making an effort to do it anyway.

He moans into the kiss, adjusting to brace himself on his knees so he can get that free hand into Jim's hair. ]

I want-... What do- Like this?

[ Those are two different thoughts. Finn aborted what he was going to say in favor of asking James what he preferred. Didn't really come out like that, though... ]

[ Tough to decide which he likes best, too; Finn's hand on his feels fantastic, but he'd also love to feel that friction between their bodies. Not enough to stop Finn from what he's doing, though, and he just rolls his hips up to encourage each pump of his firm grip, tipping his head back with a groan when the other hand buries in his hair. ]

Yeah... want you to fuck me, this time.

[ He's not picky about how it happens, though. So while his hands roam Finn's torso, one trailing up his chest as the other dips lower to trace his erection, he asks. ]

You want me on my back, or my knees?

[ What escapes Finn is maybe worryingly close to a growl but definitely in a good way. His hips push into Jim's hand, chasing that touch he's being teased with, while the hand on his cock squeezes a little even while the pace slows.

But he's presented with a question, and he really likes the visual of that second one. He's pretty sure James would like it, too. That said- ]

Back. I want to see you.

[ Still not over that blind thing. Even if he was, though, it'd be very difficult choose any other option. ]

If you want... Try your knees next.

[ There's absolutely nothing worrying about that delightful sound Finn makes. It draws a whimper from Jim, cheeks heating up, whole body heating up in fact, as he arches his body eagerly and squeezes tighter around the head of Finn's cock. ]

Fuck. Yes, ah... next. Absolutely.

[ Tonight, another night, he really isn't picky at all, but he's very into the idea. That said, he's also very into the idea of being able to actually see Finn while he's railing him, so. Absolutely not complaining.

He digs his heels into the mattress, then stretches up a little to reach his nightstand, pulling out a bottle of lube and handing it to Finn. ]

[ Finn pauses and actually moans quietly to himself when James stretches like that to fetch the lube. Force save him, Jim's gorgeous. Like, it's a fact that perpetually bounces around in his skull but sometimes-

He takes the lube and a deep kiss. ] You are so beautiful. [ It's said often but it needs to be said again.

Anyway, he has to lean up a little and regretfully remove his hands, getting some of the lube on his fingers. But he comes back down quickly enough, kissing at Jim's chest and stomach while he slithers lower. His slick hand ghosts over his cock, balls, and further on, absolutely teasing until he can press against his entrance. ]

[ Jim's eyes widen a little at Finn's spontaneous praise, his cheeks dusted a bit pink in response. ]

So are you. Gorgeous, [ He adds, sliding a hand down to Finn's cock and giving it a slow stroke, biting on his lower lip while he lets Finn get ready with the lube. His knees hike up a little higher again, and he shifts his legs wider apart, not that it looks like Finn needs any easier access, but...

Well, he's eager as hell right now, and he wants Finn to know it.

He keeps the strokes going on Finn's cock for as long as he can, until eventually he's too low for Jim to reach him. He slides his hands up Finn's arms instead, fingers curling against his nape just as he feels those fingers prodding at his entrance. With a gasp, he rolls his hips up, inviting Finn's digits to push into him, nails of his other hand dragging down Finn's back. ]

That's good, hah... keep going.

[ James looks a little surprised about the praise. Finn decides to tell him how beautiful he is more often. But he doesn't expect it be thrown back at him, and Finn gives a bashful laugh and smile even while they're doing this.

This being moving ever lower until James' hand isn't on his cock anymore, pressing a kiss to Jim's hip while one of his digits slowly begins to enter him. Finn moans at the feeling of nails dragging down his back, arching into it even when they get dangerously (or deliciously) close to his scar.

His kisses move closer to his cock, free hand getting around Jim's thigh to steady himself, while he pushes deeper into him. ]

[ It'd probably be funny to some that Jim gets flustered about that praise, but not necessarily about what they're doing. Either way, his heart's still racing when Finn starts kissing his way down his body, breaths coming in shorter pants when he realizes where Finn's going with this.

By the time Finn gets there, he can only cling to his shoulders, which he does with a hard grip and a soft moan when Finn's finger pushes in deeper. One leg hikes up higher, inviting Finn to keep going, to give him more than one single teasing digit, body moving on the bed but not really managing to lift off the bed with Finn's hand pressed to his hip. ]

[ He loves it when James wants so badly. No matter how many times they tumble into bed together, it keeps feeling so intense.

But no, he won't continue teasing. Go slow, maybe, but he already starts to push in a second finger, knowing that James is just barely ready for it but also knowing that he likes it that way. Finn moans softly to himself, his kisses pressing against Jim's cock once before he takes the head into his mouth. ]

[ Slow he can handle, so long as Finn doesn't go too slow. Luckily he doesn't have to wait long before he feels a second finger pushing in, dragging a moan from him, hips tilted and body moving down onto the thrust of those fingers.

His nails drag against Finn's scalp, pads brushing against the tight curls in Finn's hair. Not quite enough there to tug, but he presses his nails just a hint every so often, encouraging him to keep going, shuddering and panting when he feels the added stimulation of Finn's mouth sucking around the head of his cock. ]

[ Too slow doesn't appear to be a problem with them. As soon as James starts to complain or ask or move or anything to indicate he wants more, Finn's pretty helpless to do anything but give him whatever he wants. That kind of extends out of the bedroom, too, but maybe Jim hasn't caught on to that yet.

Anyway, Finn gives a light moan thanks to the nails along his scalp, his tongue laving over the head of Jim's cock and pressing against him. But that does encourage him to go deeper, his fingers moving at a faster pace while he takes more of Jim into his mouth to almost touch the back of his throat. ]

[ Jim hasn't really had a need outside of the bedroom... not just yet anyway, and even in the bedroom he's not usually too bossy. He does so love it that he only needs to moan and roll his hips a certain way to get Finn to give him more, shuddering from head to toe when he feels Finn take more of his cock into his mouth. ]

Oh God, Finn...

[ He groans and arches his back, spreads his legs even wider, and struggles not to grind his hips up to push into Finn's mouth, eager though he is to feel that heat and friction around him. The muscles around Finn's fingers clench as well, loosening again and each thrust of those fingers gliding in easier and with more room than before. ]

Please, want... I can take it. Can take more...

[ Apparently, he loves hearing Jim talk like that if his shuddered moan is anything to go by. But he does obey a bit, his fingers pulling back to add a third digit before thrusting them back in again. Even he's impatient by this point, though, catching himself grinding against the mattress.

Finn pulls off of Jim's cock then, kissing at the base and along his hip. He had meant to sit up a little, take his hand back, do this properly, but his free hand is patting around blindly on the bed where he's almost certain the bottle of lube is while he sucks a mark against Jim's inner thigh. ]

[ Jim gets louder, if at all possible, when a third finger joins the others, stretching him wider. It's still not enough, nowhere near what he knows Finn can give him, the thought of it making him shudder and whimper in desperate anticipation.

So when he feels Finn patting around for that bottle, he actually looks down to locate it more easily, then he grabs Finn's hand and just pours a generous amount of that lube onto his palm. There, he can get himself ready with that and not actually have to pull his fingers out to open the bottle or coat his own cock in lube. ]

[ Huh. His head pops up a little when Jim does that and... well, he can't help but laugh. Yes, someone's very ready for him, and while that's extremely sexy, Finn also finds the eagerness endearing.

He kisses Jim's leg one last time before pulling himself up, stroking his own cock once then twice. It brings a quiet, shuddered moan out of him, the stimulation sudden after going mostly without for so long. But he's quick enough to leave it, pulling himself closer to Jim's body and kissing at his torso.

He lines himself up, pulling his fingers almost all the way out as he pushes himself in slowly. For a very brief second, it's the head of his cock and his fingertips before he removes his hand completely to continue slowly inching deeper. ]

[ Oh, shut up, Finn. He just groans but doesn't protest, and instead props himself up on his elbows so he can watch Finn touch himself, gaze heavy and breath coming in hot pants, heels pressing to the mattress so he can tilts his hips up more, inviting Finn to scoot closer once he's ready.

Jim is so ready, honestly he's at the point of losing it, so of course that when he feels those fingers pull out, he doesn't make a sound of complaint, only shuddering when he feels the head of Finn's cock against his tight entrance. Elbows ease from beneath him so he's lying back again, lifting his hips up a little more, one hand curling around Finn's nape for some leverage as he feels Finn's hard cock filling him, inch by inch, steadily pushing a loud, unrestrained moan out of him, whole body shivering from head to toe from the sheer pleasure of being stretched and filled so wonderfully. ]

[ There's a whole hell of a lot going on right now, between the tight heat of James surrounding him to the way he's arching his hips to meet him to the moan and the shivering and- Finn keeps his eyes closed at first, balling up a fist into the bed sheets to keep himself steady. Though, he half thinks that James would rather like it if he already began to lose himself.

But he pauses once he's bottomed out, panting and pressing a couple of kisses to Jim's chest. He'll tell him (or flat out demand more) when he's ready. For now, Finn focuses everything he's got on keeping still. ]

You... are so gorgeous. Beautiful.

[ If he needs a moment now, it's not because it hurts or because his body needs to adapt, but because this much is already overwhelming, and he needs to calm down before a single roll of Finn's hips will make him come. It seems that Finn needs a moment to calm himself too, so Jim is more than willing to give him that.

In the midst of panting heavily and clinging firmly to Finn, Jim lets out a warm, airy laugh at Finn's words. His cheeks dusted pink at the praise, he drags his nails against Finn's scalp, back arched towards Finn's hand, inviting him to keep kissing him wherever he wants. ]

You're, ah... welcome to enjoy the view.

[ It's not like Jim's ever been shy about being watched, even less so during sex. Besides the whole point of this position was so Finn could watch him. ]

[ Finn smiles a little, huffing a laugh, before leaning back just a little to look at him. Finn's flushed, too, panting and watching James through half lidded eyes. ]

Oh, I do.

[ After a beat, he leans back down to take a deep, messy kiss, gently rolling his hips just a little to gauge the reaction. ]

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